Chapter 018 Successful Hand-in-Hand


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Chapter 018 Successful Hand-in-Hand

Fuyang Brigade has a very good geographical location. Compared with the cold northeast in winter and the northwest that is still undergoing land reclamation, this place can be praised as having spring all year round.

In the original owner's memory, apart from the fact that the summer was too hot and the humid climate made it easy to get a sore throat, there were no other disadvantages to the place, so it was considered a popular place in the eyes of the educated youth.

As far as Wen Jiajia knows, there are 8 educated youth living in the Fuyang Brigade, and there are also educated youth in several subordinate teams. It is not known how many will come this time.

But the few people who came had nothing to do with her. She just had to complete the task assigned to her by Captain Fang. Only Captain Fang was worried about this matter. The villagers and the educated youth had always kept to themselves.

Wen Jiajia has been spending a lot of time with Daqiang recently, and they have developed some feelings for each other.

She would give Daqiang extra food from time to time, and Daqiang became more docile under her control.

Now, as long as she shouts "Pull", Daqiang will not move even if someone tries to pull him.

"You have tamed Daqiang." Fang Qingan said with a smile. He came to buy a new saddle for Daqiang.

Wen Jiajia was not always careful. Every time she took off the saddle, she would just throw it on the ground. As she was throwing it, the saddle was about to fall apart.

"Yeah, if I do this, I'm going to steal your job, Brother Qing'an." She joked.

Fang Qingan didn't care. He was the eldest son of the captain, so he definitely had the job of driving a carriage.

Wen Jiajia's ability to take over this job actually reduced his burden.

Wen Jiajia said this because she knew the ins and outs of this. She seemed to have heard someone say that Fang Qing'an would be working in the commune's brewery soon.

Although the commune brewery only belonged to the commune, the wages and benefits there were in no way inferior to those of some small and medium-sized factories in the county, and ordinary people without connections could not get in.

After changing the saddle, Wen Jiajia was ready to set off.

She harnessed the car very skillfully, and after she said "go", Daqiang drove forward obediently.

They say an old horse knows the way, but in fact a donkey also knows the way.

Perhaps because they had walked out of the village so many times during this period, Wen Jiajia no longer needed to worry about Daqiang, as he would walk on his own. It was only after they left the commune that Wen Jiajia needed to hold the reins tight and show the way.

Wei Dai waited at the fork in the road for more than ten minutes. Wen Jiajia told him about this yesterday when she went to transport the fish.

Both of them attached great importance to their first date.

Wen Jiajia wore a new dress she had made, and Wei Dai also put on his white shirt.

"Wei Dai, when will you return to the army?" she asked.

Wei Dai was silent for a moment, "We will leave in about five days."

Wen Jiajia counted on her hands and said, "Actually, you didn't stay at home for 40 days, just one month at most." Wei Dai would be back roughly as long as she had been here.

And she has been here for a month.

Wen Jiajia looked at the mountains in the distance, feeling a little melancholy. Apart from Wen Chun and Wen Xuan, Wei Dai was the person she was closest to after traveling through time.

Perhaps because of this special reason, she felt particularly reluctant to leave.

For a moment, an unknown atmosphere filled the space between the two of them, and both of them were silent.

Wei Dai turned his head to look at her. The wind blew her hair in the air. Passing by a shady area, the mottled shadows of the trees danced on her fair face.

He turned around and felt his heart moving too.

He wanted to take it slow, but he didn't want to go any slower.

The county town was soon reached.

Wen Jiajia was not in a hurry to pick them up. At this moment, the educated youth had probably just got off the train in the city, and they still had to be picked up by people from the educated youth office.

"Let's go eat first." Wei Dai looked at the sky and said, "I have an acquaintance at the state-owned hotel. He makes very good minced chicken."

Wen Jiajia's heart was slightly moved, she loved food the most. Especially in this era with very few entertainment activities, delicious food can bring her great comfort.

She had never heard of this minced chicken dish before, and she was a little curious.

The state-owned hotel was in the east of the city. Wen Jiajia parked the donkey cart in front of the police station at the entrance of the city before she felt at ease to follow.

"How do you know the people from the state-owned hotel?" Wen Jiajia asked him while sitting on the back seat of the bicycle.

Wei Dai smiled and said, "He is a retired soldier. He was in the kitchen when he was in the army. His father and grandfather were both chefs, so he was assigned to a state-owned hotel after he retired."

Wen Jiajia said "Oh" to indicate that she understood.

A family of chefs. He first changed his profession and then returned to his original profession. It seems that the family environment had a great influence on him.

She started to be interested in the dish called minced chicken. At this time, the chefs with inherited skills really had inherited skills, not just a "branded" inheritance like a few decades later.

"Hurry up, hurry up." Wen Jiajia patted his shoulder, and her legs swung in the air excitedly.

Wei Dai sensed her excitement, kicked his feet hard, and a smile appeared on his face unconsciously.

They arrived at the state-owned hotel very quickly, and Wen Jiajia jumped out as soon as the car was parked.

She looked at the sign, took a deep breath of the fragrance in the air, and walked towards the door.

"Hello, comrade. What would you like to eat?" As soon as I entered the door, someone came to me with a notebook in his hand and asked.

Maybe Wen Jiajia had not been to enough hotels and supply and marketing cooperatives, and she felt that most of the people in these two places were normal employees.

At least I have never seen a staff member who keeps his eyes on the top of his head, rolls his eyes at customers, or calls them poor ghosts.

Actually, this is normal.

What era is this?

It was the most glorious era for workers and poor peasants.

If you dare to give others the cold shoulder and call them a poor devil, you will just hang yourself - you are too tired to live.

Wen Jiajia looked around and said, "Hello, comrade. I want some minced chicken."

"Minced chicken?" The waiter frowned. "I'm sorry, the chef is not available to make this dish right now."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wei Dai, who had parked his car, walked in and said, "It's me, Xiao Li. I have an appointment with Lao Bai."

Xiao Li recognized Wei Dai and immediately understood: "It's Brother Wei, what are you doing..." As he said this, he glanced at Wen Jiajia.

Wen Jiajia just smiled, and Wei Dai hurriedly said, "Don't be stingy, ask Lao Bai to make a portion of minced chicken, and a portion of sweet and sour spare ribs, fish ball soup, and stir-fried vegetables. Oh, and two servings of rice."

"Okay, you guys take a seat first."

Xiao Li wrote it down in his notebook and went to the kitchen.

Wen Jiajia touched the table in the store and felt that it was relatively clean. She asked Wei Dai, "Did you order too much? Did you bring your lunch box?"

Wei Dai poured her a glass of water: "It's not much, you can finish it. If you can't finish it, just ask Lao Bai to lend you a lunch box."

Wen Jiajia thought of his horrible appetite and stopped talking immediately. One of them could eat as much as three of hers, so he was still eating conservatively.

She was very suspicious, and she was afraid that the Wei family could not afford to support him, so they sent Wei Dai to the army.

The process of making minced chicken was a bit slow. More than ten minutes passed before the minced chicken and sweet and sour pork ribs were served.

Next came the stir-fried vegetables and fish ball soup, which Lao Bai served himself. After putting the dishes on the table, he smiled at Wen Jiajia.

"Comrade Wen, from now on, just come to me if you want to eat something. Wei Dai and I are lifelong friends, so don't be afraid to trouble me." Lao Bai is a very generous man. With his muscular build, he fits Wen Jiajia's stereotype of a chef very well.

She smiled and said, "Then I take it seriously. Thank you."

Wei Dai became visibly happier after hearing her words, and even his expression softened a little.

To him, Jia Jia didn't treat him as an outsider.

Wen Jiajia could already smell the rich aroma of minced chicken and the sweet and sour flavor of sweet and sour pork ribs. As soon as Lao Bai left, she couldn't wait to pick up the spoon and start eating.

The minced chicken dish may not look impressive, but you can smell the strong aroma of pork fat without having to sniff it carefully.

Yes, it smells like pork fat.

Wei Dai explained: "Although this dish is called minced chicken, there is not a single shred of chicken in it."

Wen Jiajia tasted it and found out: "It's lean pork."

She scooped another spoonful and tasted it carefully: "There is also pork belly, right? And razor clams, and...eye fish."

His eyes lit up instantly after he said that. The taste and texture of this dish are so rich. It is really delicious.

It looks like rice paste, but it is actually made from banana and taro flour. After the starch is gelatinized, the minced meat and egg liquid are put into the pot.

Wei Dai smiled and said, "You have a good tongue. You said it has the aroma of lard because lard is added to the dish when it is almost cooked. It has to be lard that has just been cooked for a short time, for it to smell good that way."

Wen Jiajia: "Can you do it?"

Wei Dai blew on the chicken shreds, took a bite and swallowed it before saying, "Probably."

"What do you mean by probably?"

"I'm familiar with the process and my brain is capable of it. As for my hands... I'm still unsure whether I can do it. But I think I can do it."

Wen Jiajia: …

Don't be so sure, I always think this way when I edit a video. I have a good idea of ​​the scene in my mind, but I can't edit it in PR.

She gave an awkward smile, indicating that she had nothing to say.

Lao Bai not only makes delicious minced chicken, but also makes good sweet and sour pork ribs.

The sweet and sour pork ribs were a big portion, and had a strong sour taste when they were first served. The strange thing was that the sour taste was not that strong when it entered the mouth, and the sweet taste was just right.

The key is that the meat on the ribs is tender enough, probably because it is lightly fried in a pan before cooking to lock in the moisture, so the meat does not feel sticky in your teeth, but is instead juicy.

Wen Jiajia couldn't help but nod. With this skill, he was almost as good as the so-called master chefs who inherited private dishes a few decades later.

Wei Dai introduced her: "This fish ball is delicious. The fish balls are made fresh on the same day, and only eight servings are made a day."

Wen Jiajia picked up a plump, round fish ball with a spoon and took a bite. The fish meat was quite chewy. Even though there were tiny fish bones mixed in, it only enhanced its taste.

The fish balls are filled with seasoned pork paste, but surprisingly, the pork filling is not a lump, but rather loose. The aroma of meat permeates your mouth as you bite into it, and the gravy flows down your tongue into your mouth, so delicious!

Wen Jiajia raised her eyebrows and ate happily.

Seeing this, Wei Dai thought about asking Lao Bai to teach him how to make fish balls. After watching, Jia Jia seemed to like fish balls the most.

After lunch, the two walked slowly along the street.

Wen Jiajia rubbed her slightly bloated belly, thinking that she had eaten too much.

She glanced at Wei Dai's abdomen again. Although it couldn't be seen because of the loose clothes he was wearing, it was definitely bulging. After all, he had finished two bowls of rice, most of a portion of sweet and sour pork ribs, most of a portion of minced chicken, and four and a half fist-sized fish balls.

The vegetables were all that was left, not even the soup was left.

"You really don't want to buy some digestive pills?" Wen Jiajia asked doubtfully.

Wei Dai laughed: "No need." In fact, he was just full.

He then said, "How about we go to the movies? Let's go see the White-Haired Girl. Have you seen it?"

Wen Jiajia nodded and shook her head. It was fine with her. She had never seen it anyway. The original owner had never seen it either.

However, if she remembered correctly, "White-Haired Girl" was released in the early 1950s and is still being shown.

So the two of them went to the cinema.

The cinema is not far away, and it only takes more than five minutes to walk there. Wen Jiajia was absent-minded and looked around. Wei Dai noticed that something was wrong with her.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

Wen Jiajia came closer and whispered, "My adoptive parents live nearby." And that damn leader also lives in this area.

Today is Sunday, and their factory is closed for half a day. You never know if you might run into these... uh, enemies.

Wei Dai's expression suddenly became more serious, and he comforted her softly, "Don't be afraid, they can't do anything to you."

Wen Jiajia said, "I'm not afraid. It would be really annoying if I ran into one."

After saying that, he tugged at Wei Dai's clothes, signaling him to hurry into the theater. The theater was dark, and no one could recognize anyone else.

It’s true that "White Haired Girl" is a classic old film. Even though the shooting equipment is not advanced enough, the film looks much better than many later films.

God knows how outrageous the entertainment industry will be in a few decades. Nowadays, everyone in the movie is a serious veteran artist. Wen Jiajia enjoyed watching it very much and even wiped away a few tears after watching it.

Wei Dai seemed to be deeply moved and sighed from time to time after leaving the cinema.

Wen Jiajia's emotions came and went quickly. When she was wondering whether she had to go to the Youth League Office to pick someone up, she suddenly heard someone calling her.

"Wen Jia!"

Without looking over, Wen Jiajia knew that this was the voice of the original owner's adoptive father.

What the hell! The law of bad luck says that when you think you are going to be unlucky, you will be unlucky.

The original owner's adoptive father was called Wen Zhengliang.

Wen Zhengliang only has a good name, but he is actually neither upright nor has a conscience.

But with his ability to study everywhere, he was able to transform himself from a refugee to a cleaner in the county and finally a small leader in the workshop.

You really can't help but admire that kind of enterprising attitude of climbing up regardless of everything.

Wei Dai's sharp eyes immediately fixed on him, and when he came over from the other side of the street, Wei Dai had already looked him up and down.

Wen Zhengliang frowned and said, "You are a good girl, but you are openly walking on the street with a man..."

Wen Jiajia rolled her eyes and said, "What's wrong with me? The people walking on the street are either men or women. According to you, men and women walking openly on the street are shameless?"

"Humph! I'm a decent person, how can I be like..."

"Like what? Like a frivolous person. I say, did you jump out of a rock? How did you come from? How did your parents bring you into this world? It's because you ate too much and had too much free time."

"Tsk!" She deliberately muttered, "You are the only one who is not serious. You are not serious at all."

Wen Zhengliang was so angry that his face turned red. He could no longer pretend to be a "serious person" and pointed at her and cursed: "Since you want to sever ties with our family, then you have to keep the money you spent on food, clothing and other expenses in our house over the years, otherwise...hiss, ah!"

Wei Dai pressed his raised finger in the opposite direction, and Wen Zhengliang was interrupted again. He instantly arched his back to avoid it in pain.

He didn't say anything either, just looked at Wen Zhengliang coldly.

Not to mention, Wei Dai must have killed several people. Wen Zhengliang's legs went weak and his scalp went numb just by looking at it.

Time seemed to freeze for two seconds, until Wei Dai turned around and signaled with his eyes that Wen Jiajia could continue scolding, and then the frightened Wen Zhengliang reacted.

Wen Jiajia put her hands in her pockets and said proudly, "Okay, if you give me an account, I can give you the money. But then what does it mean that I have worked in your house for a few years? I guess I am just a nanny. Tsk tsk, you are a leader after all, you can afford a nanny."

He stopped talking and secretly added: "They are still the kind of masters who exploit the poor and the working people and don't pay them."

Wen Zhengliang's eyes suddenly widened. It was amazing, he had raised a white-eyed wolf after more than ten years of raising a child.

He had been deceived to the point of ruining his advancement, and now these words were aimed directly at his death.

His whole body froze, and he tried to hold back his anger, forcing a smile on his face: "Haha, raising you is fate, and at the very least you've called me dad for more than ten years. I was just joking with you, and you don't need to return those things."

Wen Jiajia raised her eyebrows: "That's good."

After saying that, he pulled Wei Dai away.

On the way, Wei Dai turned his head to look at her from time to time, seeming to be very worried about her mood at the moment.

Wen Jiajia was helpless. She looked around and quickly held his cheeks with her hands and turned them around, saying, "Don't look at me, don't look at me. I'm not sad at all."

She kicked the dirt under her feet and muttered, "I'm not stupid. I was bullied for several years in that family. If I really have feelings for them, I'm crazy."

The original owner thought so too.

However, Wei Dai's face suddenly turned red, his ears were buzzing, and he could no longer hear what Wen Jiajia said.

He closed his eyes and moved closer, and as they walked, their hands hanging at their sides would occasionally touch.

Skin touches skin, and then separates in an instant.

It felt like they were being pulled, and they never knew if they would touch each other in the next second. Wei Dai liked it very much, and liked this feeling of anticipation. But he was also very nervous, so nervous that his breathing was rapid, for fear that Wen Jiajia would take a step back.

Fortunately, from the beginning to the end of the alley, the two of them were shoulder to shoulder.

They were almost at the city gate when suddenly, Wei Dai put his hand on hers, first holding it loosely and then wrapping it tightly.

He exhaled slowly, turned around and looked at Wen Jiajia, his voice trembling a little: "Jiajia."

Wen Jiajia looked up at him and it was obvious that beads of sweat were appearing on his forehead.

"Jia Jia, I want to say that we..."

Wen Jiajia returned the handshake, and their palms joined together.

She pretended to be confused: "We what?"

Wei Dai's shoulders relaxed, and the corners of his mouth turned up: "How about we be a couple?"

Wen Jiajia said nothing, her eyes rolled around, and no expression could be seen on her face. She just held his hand and waved it in the air, then slowly walked forward.

Suddenly, she stopped and smiled: "Okay, Comrade Wei."

Wei Dai also smiled. It was the first time that Wen Jiajia saw him smile so brilliantly. His smile showed his white teeth, full of silliness.

——

They had just started dating and didn't have time to chat or talk intimately before Wen Jiajia had to rush around to pick them up.

Wei Dai wanted to take a photo with Wen Jiajia but he didn't have time because the educated youth had already arrived.

She rushed to the Youth Educated Office with Daqiang and pointed out all the Youth Educated from Fuyang Brigade.

"Get in the car, put your luggage on the car, and walk there." Wen Jiajia said.

There were five educated youth on this trip, each carrying a lot of luggage. If they all got on the bus, Daqiang would definitely be exhausted.

"You have to use your legs to walk."

Wen Jiajia was surprised: "What else? The car won't fit in. It's not too far. We can walk there before dark."

Two educated youth hesitated, and one of them said, "Can we take turns sitting?"

Wen Jiajia thought this educated youth was quite smart, so she nodded and said, "Okay, at most two people at a time, and they can't both be heavy. You can discuss yourselves how to take your turns."

Among these five educated youth, two were big and muscular, and one could tell at a glance that they were from the north.

Wei Dai waited by the side the whole time. When Wen Jiajia said "go" and drove slowly towards the countryside, he also followed slowly.

"Comrade Wen, who is that male comrade?" asked the educated youth who was walking.

Wen Jiajia tilted her head to look at him for a few seconds, then turned back and smiled: "That's my boyfriend."

Wei Dai pursed his lips and chuckled.

They were all young people and became familiar with each other in no time.

Wen Jiajia felt that these educated youth were quite pitiful and was willing to tell them about local affairs.

The educated youth wanted to establish good relations with the local people, so with both sides willing, they fought fiercely.

At around 3:00 p.m., the group arrived at Fuyang Brigade. At that moment, the villagers were still busy working in the fields.

Wei Dai also came along. In order to fulfill his wish, he had to take a look around and make sure of his own status.

This appearance finally made the villagers realize that something was wrong between the two.

"Jia Jia, are you two dating?" a lady asked in surprise. How else could they explain the two of them being so close, talking and laughing?

Wen Jiajia smiled: "Yes!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the people around him gathered around.

There's nothing secretive about this. We're just dating and haven't thought about when to get married yet... Wen Jiajia's mouth was dry from answering this.

The villagers found it strange, but after thinking about it, they felt that the two were destined to be together.

"I'd say this is a good match."

In the evening, someone said this under the old camphor tree.

"Wei Chengcai is a spendthrift old man. He usually helps his friends, so he can't help his daughter-in-law's family too."

The old couple of the Wei family are honest and kind people, so they don’t have to worry that the Wei family is unwilling to accept the sisters Wen Chun and Wen Xuan.

"I told you at the time that there was something wrong with the two of them, but you told me not to guess. You were looking at each other, and your eyes were about to pop out of your sockets."

"Hey, will Wen San go to the army or Hegou Township? I heard that Wei Dai's army is very far away, and it takes almost a day to get there by train."

Tian Junxia, ​​who came out to chat with a bag of sunflower seeds in her pocket, was stunned when she heard these words, then slapped her thigh and said, "Good fellow, you are still trying to scare me."

She was the first to discover it!

Tian Junxia hurried to the Wen family. At this time, Wei Dai had already left, while Wen Chun and Wen Xuan had just returned.

"Jia Jia, how long have you and Wei Dai been together?" She walked all the way to the kitchen.

Wen Jiajia sighed silently in her heart.

Alas! What she disliked most was the fact that she could visit people at will in the countryside.

The door must be open. If you don't, people will wonder what you are doing in the house.

I never knock on the door when entering a house. Of course, but also because the houses in the countryside are too big and no one can hear me even if I knock.

Wen Jiajia can actually accept all of the above.

The only thing that was hard to accept was that they would walk into the house and have their lives laid out before everyone else without any preparation.

Just like now, Tian Junxia looked at the dishes on the table and was surprised: "We are eating fish today."

Wen Jiajia smiled and said, "Auntie, have you eaten yet? I made pickled fish today. Would you like to have some too?"

Tian Junxia waved her hands: "No need." She sniffed secretly, thinking, is this pickled fish cooked with pickled cabbage? It smells really good.

Wen Jiajia forced her to sit down, put a bowl in front of her, and despite Tian Junxia's refusal, she picked up several pieces of fish fillets and put them in her bowl.

"Auntie, please eat it quickly. I've already eaten it. This is a new way I learned. We don't have it here. Why don't you try it?"

"Hey kid..." she spat, "I really finished my meal..." and continued to spit.

"By the way, you and Wei Dai..." She pursed her lips, "When will you be together..." and continued to purse her lips.

Wen Jiajia breathed a sigh of relief.

Grass carp, the brake on the dining table, has no other disadvantages, except that it has too many bones.

After dinner, Wen Jiajia acted like she was going to do housework.

So Tian Junxia left, but she came back soon. She brought more than a pound of mung beans with her, probably because she remembered what Wen Jiajia had just mentioned during dinner, that she wanted to cook mung bean porridge.

Wen Jiajia was stunned for a moment. Before Tian Junxia left, she said shyly, "Auntie, Wei Dai and I have only been together for less than 8 hours."

"Really?" Tian Junxia didn't quite believe it.

Wen Jiajia said helplessly, "Really."

After getting first-hand information, Tian Junxia left with satisfaction.

Wen Jiajia walked her to the door.

The sky is clear tonight, with no clouds in sight and the moon is exceptionally bright.

Wen Jiajia could see the inky black mountains in the distance and occasionally hear the cries of wild animals coming from the mountains.

When I look up, I can still see stars that I rarely see in my previous life. The sky is full of stars, and they seem very close to the ground. It seems that I am standing on the top of a mountain and can reach out and pick them.

"Why--"

Wen Jiajia stretched her back and hummed a little tune as she went back to her room. How could she have imagined a few months ago that she would be dating someone who was over 40?

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